Wolves In Sheeps Clothing

For those who have grown weary of the trappings of "organized religion"...

Here is the church

Here is the steeple

Take a look inside

See all the weak minded people

I thought it all had ended

Thought we had found our way

Selling holy water wholesale

Are these false "profits" that you pay

Greed  being one

Of the deadliest of sins

These televangelist

Is where greed begins

Cash, check, or charge

Will free you from sin

Sin, no matter how large

On your donation depends

A dollar for this

Ten dollars for that

Can someone please tell me

Where the savior  is at

Speaking  in tongues

Faith healing classes

It is all a big show

For you weak minded asses

Coaxing you in

With embraces you need

"Praying" on the weak

Is all built on greed

Become a volunteer

Have a baby dedication

Please see the cashier

For both applications

No pictures or symbols

Of the savior you seek

Yet you still pay your money

To this tongue speaking freak

A used car salesman

For he used to be

Now salvation he is selling

For a high dollar fee

He has healing hands

His disciples will say

But that all depends

The price that you pay

Collection plate passed

With looks so demanding

Having given my last

Yet your funds are expanding

And give unto the lord

A mere ten percent

Have you asked the lord

How your tithe is spent

"THE PROJECT" will cost

About eight and a half million

That is quite a bit excessive

For the home of a prayer building

It is better to serve

In our ministry, they say

However people of faith

Usually, do not have to pay

Continue to pay

For fifty two weeks

To provide our sanctuary

With two thousand seats

Giving God glory

Are the ravings you flaunt

But our generous donations

Are all that you want

Registers in the sanctuary

Yet no symbols of Christ

Who is in charge

Of salvations price?

All a big production

Lights, camera, action

All for dollar seduction

For the Lords satisfaction

So glad to see you

So happy that you came

While hand in my pocket

Can you remember my name?

Parking for many

On all entrance roads

Your contribution designs

This  false prophets abode

Help us reach our goal  in 2007

For your generosity

Buys a spot in heaven

Your faith cannot be strong

If your income is short

Judgment  is coming

Inside the  Lords court

Visit our bookstore

Enjoy our big sale

Do you think that our messiah

Ever worked in retail

We need your full support

And your contribution

Take a second mortgage

For complete retribution

For our God is a healer

So righteous and good

These self proclaimed faith dealers

Would become God, if they could

However, they are wolves

Wrapped in a sheep's clothing

It's not your souls they care about

For your riches, they are loathing...

PLEASE SEND MONEY!!!

Reviews

[...Relic...]

Asking you for your dollars is usually the tip off that something's wrong. "God don't take checks mister," or something to that affect as Bono says. They've been doing it for decades and will probably continue to do so as long as people watch. A bit long but a good poem.